Consulting criminal, sound familiar? Well, Y/n L/n took great inspiration from the fictional villain Jim Moriarty. From the young age of 18 she built up her criminal empire until she was untouchable. Until she could do whatever she wanted, get whate...
"There we go," you smile as Howl's hair turns black. "Gorgeous,"
"He's covered in goop,"
"He's dramatic," Sam rolls his eyes at your correction.
"Magic and black hair? That's what you find attractive?" Vision asks.
"No, it doesn't have to do with how they look or if they have powers... it's all about charm," you do jazz hands. "I just prefer him with black hair,"
"He's a monster??" Pietro gasps as the movie went on.
"Shut up, Baby face! He isn't a monster," jumping from couch to couch you land next to him. "He is still Howl, he is just in a different form,"
"He's a scary creature," Pietro insists.
"He's still Howl, it's like beauty and the beast! The beast was still the prince in a different form, yes, over time he became less vain but he is still a prince,"
"But he's gross-"
"It's like princess and the frog, Naveen was a frog but still a prince, even like Jumanji! Spencer looked like Dr Smolder, but he was still Spencer,"
"I guess-"
"You're so focused on looks, Pietro," you pinch his cheeks mockingly. "Personality is key," you stand up on the couch and balance, clutching your head. "Stood up too fast," taking a deep breath you jump back next to Loki.
"Beautifully put, Miss L/n," Vision compliments.
"Trust me, I've had to tell plenty of people that since I was a stupid little girl," sipping at your drink with a smile. "Mathew hated frowning but I said it showed how people truly felt and frowning is good for the soul, Ally hated how under dressed people were, Charlie hated the dullness of others and didn't bother with them... and I hate how I looked over all,"
"You?"
"Surprise? This big bag of confidence was insecure once? No way!" You smirk. "I told Mathew to sympathise with those who frown, told Ally to help those lazy with fashion and told Charlie to enjoy the dull colours, because you never know who they really are unless you get to know them,"
"And you? How did you get over your insecurities?"
"Get over them?" You snort at Wanda's question. "You can't get over insecurities, I've tried so many options and the only to help was understanding and working with them, wear things that show off the insecurities until you're able to ignore them,"
"That's... not a bad idea," Bruce confesses.
"I built up my empire starting with the other three then went off on my own. Starting off by wearing a pristine suit bought with the last bit of money I had... I got leaders to trust me, I got people on my side, left petty jobs like robberies and hit jobs to others, and got used to people who shouted degrading things at me, I learned the power I held with my mind and body and here we are today,"
"What does she mean??" Ned whispers to Peter. "I thought she was an Avenger?"
"Avenger? No, no, I don't do the whole hero thing,"
"Then what do you-"
"That's enough!" Steve interrupts. "Back to the movie?"
"Sure," you revelled in the glare the hero sent you.
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"I think that's enough for tonight," Nat yawns, looking to the younger three at the front. Peter held MJ in his arms as Ned cuddles into a beanbag with his R2D2 plush; all fast asleep.
Team members looked to their sleeping counterparts and cuddled next to them. Loki glanced down to your falling eyes.
"Just sleep, darling," he mumbles sweetly into your ear.
"I'm not tired," you grumble back, focusing on the credits.
"You are," he hums, pushing you flushed against his chest, laying you both down on the couch. "Sleep,"
"Make me," you grumble, eating away with determination to stay conscious.
"I have magic,"
"That's cheating,"
Loki rolls his eyes before kissing your head softly. LED shut off from the last source of light as the rest fell deep into sleep.
Take, oh take those lips away, That so sweetly were forsworn,
Loki cooed sweetly in your ear as you wriggled, turning to him with a frown.
And those eyes: the breake of day, Lights that do mislead the Morn;
His eyes roll at your frown, which he pushes up. Your tongue sticks out and pokes his cold finger making him chuckle.
But my kisses bring again, bring again, Seals of love, but sealed in vain, sealed in vain.
He pushed away your hair before kissing your forehead softly. Now sighing at the sight of your closed eyes, the last yawn leaving you.
"Sleep well, darling, I'll be right here,"
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